John Tustin

She Looks Down and Laughs

She looks down and laughs
They look down and laugh

–While we thirst below with our dying tears–

From their perches above the sun

She looks down and laughs

They look down and laugh
At me at you
All of us deserted down here
With our sadnesses
And our ragged shoes
And our no love

She is pointing and laughing
And they are laughing with her

Her voice cuts right through
A laugh soaked in blood
In guts and blood

They all laugh and laugh
Laughing at us

Laughing from their perches

Their perches above the sun

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